My Heart Would Hurt After Spending Thirty-Five Yuan If It Was Anyone Else

She felt much better after her latest Weibo post.

In order to prevent more people from bargaining with her, she simply turned off her phone and began to wipe her face with a skincare product.

The corners of her lips even curled up slightly, and she did not hide her victorious stance.

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In a cafe in the city center.

Wei Lou had arrived a long time ago.

He found a spot outside and ordered a cup of coffee and peach juice without sugar from the waiter. He would definitely drink the coffee. The cup of peach juice was for Qiao Nian.

He remembered that she didn't like coffee, milk tea, and sweet things.

The shop assistant brought his coffee after a while.

Wei Lou picked up the cup and took a sip. Then, he raised his wrist to look at the time on his watch. There were still five minutes before Qiao Nian's appointment with him.

A certain someone had always been punctual.

He began to look around.